This was the next in a series of trips to the Headland to photograph the developing Juvenile Peregrine Falcons.
One of my aims is to photograph the two chicks flying together, and this trip was not very successful for that. But it was still very interesting. When I arrived, on this visit I walked into the park from the Malabar side. I did not spot any of the Falcons near Boora Point, nor at the their nesting area. I continued on towards Dead Man’s Gulch, without any success despite scanning the cliffs with binoculars.
Then from the top of Dead Man’s Gulch, I could see one of the juvenile falcons near Magic Point. I walked closer.
As I approached the second juvenile suddenly appeared.
And I could also see an adult not too far away.
The first juvenile flew off, and the second one flew off soon after.
Then I looked around and found the adult had gone too. They had flown off towards Boora Point, so I started walking back that way. It was not till I had gone past Boora Point, that I saw the adult on a Sydney Water structure.
It was interesting to watch some Common Mynas on the same building.
One of the Myna’s had a tasty insect. I thought that they were being crazy being so close to a bird eating raptor.
However, one of the Common Mynas flew towards to Peregrine Falcon. The Falcon was startled.
The falcon then decided to leave that spot.
After flying around a bit it landed on a ledge.
I looked around for the juveniles without locating them.
Then a Channel-billed Cuckoo flew past and headed out to sea. I watched it closely to see if the Falcon would attack it.
The Cuckoo looped back without being attacked.
The adult Peregrine Falcon seemed to be occupied trying to snap at flies.
Then one of the juveniles appeared and flew past at high speed.
The parent then seemed about to take off.
For the next period, I could not locate any of the Falcons. It was starting to rain so I sheltered in a cave and had lunch. As I was finishing, I spotted the two juvenile Falcon perched further along the cliffs.
They didn’t seem to mind the rain.
One did seem to be a bit buffeted by the wind.
As the rain eased I approach them.
They both took off, and I didn’t see them again.
I decided to also leave. Here is a New Holland Honeyeater that I saw on the walk to Maroubra Beach.
